Slow wit

One month after I started working with my current employer, I was making daily complaints about the employer to anyone who'd listen; I'd still talk about it even if they didn't want to listen. The problem with my employer is that things are so disorganised. On top of that are the lack of decision making, lack of trust and the must-do-this-immediately-even-though-you-have-other-more-important-things-to-do-because-I-forgot-to-keep-you-in-the-loop-otherwise-you-would-have-known-earlier attitude (when my then superior was still in charge). If you have / had someone in the top management like that, you'd know how stressful it is to do your job, especially when you are the only one handling almost everything.

Working with my current employer can be so unpredictable. My then superior was a dipshit, and still is. My colleagues and I weren't sure if it was the cultural difference, or the lack of his understanding of the English language, or both. Whatever the reason, it was too difficult to communicate with him, which made the already stressful job worse.

One weekend, I was sitting down with my brother, complaining again, and being my crazy self, when I'm around people I'm comfortable with, talking nonsense and being lame. He asked me why I couldn't be that lame, crazy person at the office. My response: (1) Nobody in office would understand what I'm talking about and that would make the funnies become un-funny; (2) My wit slows down when I'm stressed.

Point 1
Of course I would love to spout nonsense and be lame if at least one person understands what I'm talking about. But you see, my then superior and most of my other colleagues are those must-be-proper-in-office people, and some just don't have a good command of the language I like to use. I don't want to say something, which I think is hilarious, but get blank stares / puzzled looks from the person I was talking to. That would just spoil the moment.

Point 2
When I'm stressed, I can't think out of the box, and everything that is said to me doesn't have any humour whatsoever in it. If I can't find the element of humour in something, I can't make a lame remark about it. On non-working days, I'm able to make lame remarks because my mind is more relaxed. Perhaps it's time for me to learn how to relax my mind at work even with the piles of work waiting to be done. But even if I did learn the art of mind relaxing at the office, point 1 will still exist.

This brings me to another topic, which I should blog about one day: The corrupted English language understood and used by Malaysians - Manglish (what I like to call mangled English).